#whiteboi
Sorry!
Yes, Goddess.
Mano a mano. That’s the boxer’s creed. Hand to hand combat, 10 ounces of leather and padding, your skill, and your wits; that’s all you take in that 20 square foot ring of ultimate competition with you. In the ring, alone, the dull roar of the anxious crowd almost drowns out the voices in your head. You must not only battle your opponent, you have to battle your fears, your insecurities, and your natural predispositions. You have to suppress your instinctual drive for fight or flight in the throes of an exhilarating adrenaline rush; you have to stay and fight, and fight some more, fight like your life depends on it, because it does. Sure, the first rule of fight club is don’t talk about fight club, but the unless you’ve been in that ring, staring down an opponent who wants to take your head off, your legs weak, mouth dry, and your vision cloudy, you can never really understand exactly what it means to be in fight club, even if someone explains all the intricacies and details to you. Victory or defeat. Champion or failure. There are only two options for leaving that ring: as the winner with your head and your hand held high or as a loser, slinking away in shame, beaten and defeated. It’s a metaphor for life really, either you’re a winner or you’re a loser, there are no consolation prizes for participating.
“Six … Seven … Eight! Look at me, look at me! You alright? You okay?” The referee held Mark’s gloves tightly to his upper torso, scanning his swollen eyes for some indication that he should stop the fight. Being one of only a few other men in the room, the ref did have a certain amount of compassion for him. Knowing full well that Mark had signed up for this exact thing, that he wanted all of this, that he was aware of the risks before he stepped foot in the ring, the ref’s empathy was fleeting and temporary. Mark, the ONLY white man in the entire room, had paid for this opportunity to get his ass kicked.
That’s an excerpt from my newest erotic story. I don’t write very many stories any more but this one is easily one of my favorites. It’s a departure for me. Let me know what you think about it.
Thank you for promoting the bnwo and BBC lifestyle! Worship black kings forever my queen and submit to Satan!
AMEN!
